Shocker...

We spotted some eagles... hunting down on the sandbar. I think this guy had picked up some seaweed. I love the second photo, although it is still a distance away... I love the fact that he is in flight, carrying something, and then double checking to see if he still has a firm grip on it.

cont. to the fourth

I like him... he is very photogenic. I might be a little biased.

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all my great thoughts that I could catch a train pic went out with the tide..... these heavy duty workers were on the scene the whole time

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the Princess and the King. I changed the photo up to enhance the drama!

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FYI: The completely stern face for your viewing pleasure is just that... he loves his photo being taken.... and then I caught him in an off moment being his regular self.

Spring Break Day Two

I did my morning computer reading. People and their tales... I am going to have to find some sparky reading....somewhere.

Went to walking group.

I didn't want to go. But I felt I should. I am glad I went. Two ladies showed up. That was a good thing... as I was ready to turn around and go home again. Not sure why... there is nothing here to do but work... surely the walking was a good avoidance tactic.

I did stop at the bakery. That of course put a smile on my face.

Bought a cup of coffee... so now I am starting to feel perky.

Tried to wake the boy up.

Waste of time.

I think I will go get my oil changed instead.

Ther are other adventures in store... just have to go and find them.....

Spring Break Day One

Day One:





It hasn't really started yet.





I have had my lovely peanutbutter and raspberry jam jumpstart. The coffee is just brewing. I have announced to the PIP, that today is the day.... that she can come with me to the group. Today is a good day for the PIP to come to the group with me... we are doing a craft. Not necessarily a bad "non-manly" craft.... but a craft that has some benefits!





This craft is something that we can work on for the week, and then people will find out about next week! I hope the plan works.





The dog is appearing a bit depressed this morning... as the husbandman decided not to take her with him to work. He said that he would take her another day, when we are out for the day. "Dog" doesn't understand that, and now is sadly sitting on the couch... oh wait... she always appears to be sadly sitting on the couch. "Dog" is her new nickname. It's a random name that sometimes we refer to her as. Similar to me calling her "Monkey... come on Monkey...", or "Miss!" She hasn't proclaimed that the only name that she will respond to is Ellpee.... so we give her much more than she has bargained for... and look... does she seem unhappy not really knowing her name in life:





The boy is not awake yet. I will make eye contact with him before I leave. I might even make him talk. I am talented that way. Similar to our renaming fashions... we do refer to him as "Boy".

Apparently I am doing springbreak all wrong. We are not jetsetting to some sunny location and spending gobs of money "doing things". I will save the airfare, and spend a bunch of money this week... doing things.

I will however think of a couple of my friends who have found their ways to Mexico mind you... and wonder how their tutti-fruitti drinks will be tasting by the poolside.

I will be ever so efficient to update on the springbreak adventures day one... as the world unfolds.... or better yet... prepare yourself for being disappointed!

Friday the 13th take two...

Yes people... in our calendar of life, we are getting a second chance at having good luck or bad luck!

In fact, we get three chances this year. November will be our next Friday the 13th.

Updates will occur as the tragedies/winfalls unfold... or not!

this close...

• To getting the girl to school this morning.
• Colouring my hair yesterday, but that has been added to todays events.
• Have managed to get my boy to realize that he has two assignments to finish by tomorrow.
• To remembering that I have to call the house insurance people... today
• 470 kilometers I have travelled on a tank of gas.
• To booking a holiday.
• To refinancing, as we are closing in on the home stretch, but I just want to get their quicker!
• To having job #3.
• To freaking out if someone arrives from Venus & applies for MY job #3. (Yes, I will say it is MY job, as I have been the one to continually promote & encourage the use of a Recreation Therapist in an acute care setting, where the manager is on board as well with this concept).
• Finding out howcome I am chronically stiff, and can not walk up stairs!
• To freezing.... it is way too chilly out there.... (for this location, in this hemisphere, at this time of year.... !)

Colour & Cut

The magical hair do has hit an all time long. I must have this hazard fixed immediately!

I saw in the flyer the other day that they had my hair colour on an AIRMILES special. I missed the boat on that one.

I also think that the coupons that the cheap hair cutter place sends out doesn't send them to my house.

This is equally bad.

How am I going to continue with my cheap hair manuevering system if in fact it isn't cheap at all?

My life can't be compared to bad hair = a bad day. If that was indeed the fact that I would walk around with my head slung low, and a constant scowl on my face. Instead my hair lives on the edge of constant craziness, and I just follow suit.

Except that this week I just happened to miss all the sales.

Crazy fingers

My fingers were pushing buttons like mad this morning in an effort to cancel the group.

I DESPISE cancelling the group.....

It's like I have let myself down at coming through for people.

Well.... there was snow last night, and maybe somemore this morning.. although the skies seem to be clearing... but it is still cold, and slippery.

Probably not a good combination for those that only have control over one side of their body.

All the same.... I can't stand cancelling......

I will have to get over it.... I should already be their by now!

hold onto your hats people

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another one of my stock photos have sold....

I am now 30 cents richer.

Take a bow, flink!

Connect the dots.

1. 6 apples
2. 4 granola bars
3. 3 juice boxes
4. 8 sandwiches

• Various stages of composting
• Sticky and broken
• Seams on the verge of bursting
• Full blown colours of green

From the basement portion of one certain BOY child's backpack.

And to think that I was DEAD nervous about him keeping the extra hamburger in his backpack a couple of days ago, in the event that he may decide to eat it after all.

Also... I was kind of staring at his floor yesterday... when his backpack left a skid mark.

coffe crisis vs conondrum

I cleaned out my small coffee section in the kitchen today.

I came across a couple of things:

1. I am not a slave to "what's hot" in the coffee aisle.
2. Apparently I am "into" dark roasts.
3. It seems that I am a fan of "any flavour goes".
4. I have this almost empty bag affliction.
5. It is convenient to keep one almost empty tin of Tim Horton's in the cupboard.
6. Ooops, it looks like I had a thing for beans as well.
7. I am not afraid of......
8. Mixed blends.

I now have a three quarter full tin of mixed blends coffee.

Life is interesting....but only on somedays.

Out of control

It's probably best not to watch the news.

Somehow it just feels nicer to not be informed.

Safer.

When the sun shines through the clouds it gives the illusion that our world is a pretty one, that darkness never enters our corner of the universe.

In reality we have the equivalent to bulls in china shops running rampant through the lower mainland, and we never know when they will arrive, or the amount of damage they will do on their rampage.

On top of that we have a very ugly tazering death inquiry going on, which has got my blood boiling over the idiocy of hearing antecdotes of the RCMP's accounts, and more importantly the death of an innocent person. Somehow a man with a stapler that only speaks POLISH, is threatening to 4 police officers that only speak ENGLISH. Something is very wrong here people.

A gunshop opened up down the street, next to my dentists office. How lovely... when it used to be a fruit & vegtable store. FUCK people.... what was wrong with NOT giving them a business license... because guess what... the owner has already been arrested for owning ammunition that isn't even legal in America, let alone Canada. It leaves my head spinning to find out that the owner of this gun store lives in the same location where 6 people were murdered last year... all relating to gangs. Unfortunately... 2 of these people (who were doing work in the suite) were killed simply because they were at the wrong place at the wrong time.

AND... on a note that hits far closer to home, than the gunstore down the street... the TKD master that USED to teach my son has gone missing.... to where.. who knows. This man has been charged two counts of sexual assualt. This is our reality of justice... has plead guilty, but is allowed to walk free until sentencing... and WHOOPS... goes missing. WTF!

It sickens me....

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Anyways.. on a lighter note.... despite the heaviness of my brows, and bad taste it leaves in my mouth... I did enjoy your little recount of the event L. You really are a supersleuth in training aren't you... I just want to know where was my call for back up?

Chasing the sound.

I could this very minute be outside throwing green waste in the garbage container. I hear the truck outside of our home, but where outside is the real question. I hear it outback, I hear it outfront, I hear it from the side, but it still puzzles me where the actual truck is. I know that once I make the commitment to run around the backyard with the greenwaste container that I am going to have to haul ass to get it back into it's resting point in an effort to get things picked up. AND... even at that point I am not even sure if it the greenwaste truck, or the actual garbage truck. They are all big, and they sound the same.

Wait a moment....

I have sneaking suspicions that I do not have to go anywhere.... I think my greenwaste is filled to the brim... of which I did this two weeks ago.... just in case it started to rain, and I didn't get a chance to fill it before today.

On that note... the coffee is done!

The Pip and the Prance

The Pip tails are growing. Thank goodness.... I am not so sure that I enjoy the PIP's hair this short. Believe it or not... it's a lot of work when it's long... and it's even more work when it's short.... there is a lot of wave in this chickies hair, so to try and let it just hang when one would think it would hang, doesn't really hang at all.

See.. the dog does go everywhere... check out the love happening in that dogs eyes... can you see how she is alive and well in our home?

The Pip and Prance, peeking out from behind the bodies that were trying to hide her. To no avail.

It all started....

With the fact that I have no memory.

Well... that is a lie, as I have a fairly intermittent memory... one that can equal smacking a curling iron when the light turns off. So I have one that occasionally works. It's a beacon of hope, without the smackdown.

I did remember on Sunday that I should tell the kids that they have dentist appointments on Monday at 3:00 pm. OH.. but I didn't.

That was my last known thought of dentists until yesterday at approximately 1:17 pm.

I wondered around my little place of employment wondering how exactly I was going to get my children to the dentist for 3 pm.

I did recall that Pippy had her phone, but it wasn't charged, and that Hamsterson might have his phone, but probably couldn't find it, and oh ya... it probably ran out of battery power too, but that was if he even had it with him, as he never has that phone with him, except to download ringtones, and to take calls from his admirers.

I called the school. (which is an abvious answer, but this really is the tricky part....) I talked to the secretary, who was very nice, but made no claims that her attempt to locate the children would be met with success. I said to her "let's hope for the best". I also said that it was important to retrieve the boychild, currently acting like the happily wondering black lab pup. If he made it out the school doors on a nice warm almost springlike afternoon, there would be no telling what direction he might head in.

The Pippy wasn't a problem. If we missed her, I could cut her off at the pass, collect her and deliver her to the location without incident.

As luck would have it just yesterday... I called the school back, and asked the secretary if she had any success with collecting my children on my adsent mindedness part. Mr. Gramerica dutifully reported to the office in a timely fashion, was given the information, and promptly walked out of the office to stand and give his possee of pretty ones good-bye hugs. It was my exact timing of the phone call that the secretary had told me hadn't left yet... so I said to her... "get out there and yell at him.... exactly like a psycho mother would...."

Her response.... "I'm on that.... " and she slammed down the phone.

Coffee and flowers coming her way this morning.

A round in the crescent...

The clouds are rolling over the homestead quicker than gravy running from a boat. The crows are flitting about and soaring into the wind. I have always wondered if it's fun to fly in the wind (minus being encased in rivoted steel, more like on your own power.. as in birds).

It's a good thing that the PIP washed her hair this morning, and then I spent 15 minutes blowdrying it.... she has now entered the outdoor blowdryer... to bad for her cute "do".

I had the boy shave off his catepillar last night. He was quite thrilled. I made the husbandman help him, since he would not attempt this feat on his own accord. At least he will now he will stop referring to it as transplanted pubic hair. How adoringly awful is that? There is nothing that I dislike more than icky facial hair, that is all unkempt and uncombed. At least the Hamsterson kept his catepillar under control. Although there was't much to control.

I think I want to take my snow tires off. We had some snow last week... but it remained for the day, and that was it. I am almost certain that their services are no longer required... and I can put my silver rims back on, and stop looking like a ghost car from around these parts. I have seen many Mazda5's with silver rims out on the streets. You do know that Mazda fives are taking over the world don't you?

The girl and I watched "the devil wears prada" last night on CBC. I believe I was quite patient with it all. At the beginning of the movie... the commercials start out slow... but from probably half the way in, until the end, the sponsors want their kick of the cat, and every (seemingly) couple of minutes there is more commercials. I said to the PIP I wish I would have had the bright idea of actually renting the movie for her and I. Anyways... it was quite delightful watching her reaction to Meryl Streep, as the PIP is very used to her in MamaMia, and was quite taken aback with the difference in the roles that the actress played.

OK.. back to springtime.... the tulips are starting to pop up in my barrels, and the heather is blooming.. except for one.... I think it needs an H2O transfusion STAT. Although I think it might be too late. Rats.. now I will have a little hole in my front shrub spot.

On that note... must press on with the day....

4:08 am

That's what the clock said on the bottom right hand side of the screen just a moment ago.

Rattaminyatta.

It's raining outside, our neighbours truck just drove off, but other than that it's pretty quiet sitting in this livingroom. I thought that the coldness and silence of the night would send me reeling back to bed.... well...it's been a while, so that hasn't happened. My next manuever is cereal and television.

I am very thankful that I do not need to be at work in the next three hours today... I would be most almost undelightfilled to be (more than likely ....) very tired, and have to be nice to people. Completely a-nnoy-ing.

Speaking of being delightfilled.... I was telling two coworkers the inner workings of my life yesterday. (OK... these are young beautiful single chicks that live downtown....). I am kinda am who I am at work.... not necessarily hugely different... except that I keep my mouth shut a bit more at work, although some people have told me different.... anyways... I was sharing the slightly quirky side of things out here on the crescent... even things that I do not write about here... ** shock! ** gasp!! ...... needless to say... they couldn't believe all the junk I mill about and do & get up to. I do no know if I left them screaming in hysterics running away from married life with children, or just screaming in hysterics.

The truck is back... I wonder where people need to go at four in the morning? It's not like I am being nosey and looking out the window... the neighbour's truck is a deisal. If I was really crazy I would walk right into their house at this hour.. and ask him where he went...kinda similar to another situation on the crescent.

Certainly a little bowl of cereal will cure the late night boredom fest....I should really drink some warm milk... but that involves all the work of putting it in the microwave and watch it spin for three minutes.... gawd..........that takes too long.

Moving on folks.. I'm moving on.